Tonight
you may lay down
and hope you don't wake up.
You may loose your lunch to look 'expectable';
slit your wrists and slip away;
dive into water and never surface
but please
if your reading this now
don't do it.
I know it feels as if hell has corrupted earth
and is trying to kill you
but what if tomorrow;
or in a week from now
your life changes.
if things start to get better
you wouldn't get to experience that;
smile a real smile;
if you left here tonight.
but if you cant live for yourself
live for me.
we might have thousands of miles
separating our hands
but my heart will rest beside yours.
I know you yearn for something;
something to match your beautiful soul.
So do that.
Rise from the water;
put down the blade;
wake from your slumber
and for gods sake
go eat a fucking plate of pasta.
Because if don't
you may never know what awaits you
on the other side of the door.
